Among the battalion commander-level officers, only Wu Tian was left without assigned tasks.
Wu Tian looked at Yue Feng longingly.
Yue Feng pondered for a moment and said: "Wu Tian, take your charging battalion, go around in a roundabout way, and ambush the Japs on their retreat.
I will send out three green flares, and you will lead 600 brothers to shoot at the retreating Japs.
Clean them out completely.”
Wu Tian was a little dissatisfied and said: "Our submachine guns have been hungry and thirsty for a long time.
But if we defeat the soldiers and use our storm battalion, they are overqualified."
Yue Feng said: "Broken troops are not easy to defeat.
They are trapped beasts.
It is best to use submachine guns, which can kill a lot of people.
I predict that you will kill the most Japanese."
Wu Tian said happily: "Captain, watch carefully, don't let a Japanese escape."
Yue Feng smiled and said: "No, leave one Japanese behind and let him escape."
Wu Tian understood and said: "Yes, leave him alone and go back to promote the propaganda so that all the Japanese will be afraid when they hear the reputation of the Xiongqi Tuan."
He leaves excitedly.
Ten days ago, one thousand Thompson submachine guns arrived from the United States, along with 20 base bullets, enough to fight three wars.
Of course, this cost Yue Feng a lot of dollars, and Thomson was too expensive.
But Yue Feng didn't feel any heartache at all.
As long as he could kill a large number of Japanese, he was not afraid of spending more money.
Of course, weapons such as submachine guns and general-purpose machine guns must be deployed.
Making them yourself is better than buying someone else's.
Immediately after the Battle of Nanjing.
Niushou Mountain in the early morning, no wind, quiet Even insects don’t make a sound They seemed to feel boundless murderous intent.
Yue Feng looked at his watch and said, "Monk, prepare the flares."
Tang Hanshan said: "As ordered.
Guard company, prepare flares."
One hundred and twenty guards acted quickly, walked more than a hundred meters forward, and dispersed to different positions, responsible for different directions.
Each man drew two flare guns and prepared them.
These flares were purchased from the United States by Dongfang Jingting and Yang Jia and were quickly sent back.
They were just in use.
The use of 240 flare pistols at one time was unparalleled in the world.
It can be regarded as being buried with more than 20,000 Japanese soldiers.
Yue Feng said: "Li Hu, send a telegram to Lao Ci."
Li Hu said excitedly: "I obey.
Lao Ci, Lao Ci, enjoy it."
Let's talk about Okamura Neji and Inukai Qiang.
For some reason, they just can't sleep and suffer from severe insomnia.
They simply came to the headquarters, stared at the sand table, and studied.
Inukai said forcefully: "The road construction is progressing rapidly.
It is estimated that the entire line will be completed in twenty-three days.
The decisive battle should begin in twenty-six days.
After the decisive battle begins, we must storm Niushoushan.
With the help of heavy weapons, we will rise The group was defeated.”
Okamura Neiji nodded: "Although the Xiongqi Regiment is powerful, it is no match for our heavy artillery.
As long as the heavy artillery is in place, they will be defeated."
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Inukai Qiang looked at the sky outside and said, "Will they attack again tonight?"
Okamura Neiji said: "For Yue Feng, everything is possible."
At this time, the communications staff officer came over nervously and said, "That person called."
Okamura Neiji secretly thought: Sure enough, that guy refused to stop and came again.
Inukai said forcefully: "Read it."
"No one will sleep tonight," the communications officer read.
Okamura Neji was stunned: "What?"
The communications staff officer said: "The content of the telegram is that no one will sleep tonight."
Inukai Qiang was puzzled: "This is not a song from an Italian opera.
What does Yue Feng mean?"
Okamura Neji sighed and said: "The attack is about to begin."
Inukai Qiang hurriedly looked at the sand table: "Where should we attack the field artillery position, the tank, or the barracks?"
At this time, shells from field artillery roared in.
“Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so sotracttoball outtatttttt to the ssssssssss) What could be heard was the sound of shells from thirty medium-sized field guns, bombing directly towards the tank camp.
"Boom boom boom" Fierce explosions were heard.
Inukai said loudly: "Order the field artillery, fight back, fight back."
Okamura Neji walked to the observation hole and raised his telescope to observe.
Along with the violent explosion, flames shot up into the sky, lighting up half of the sky.
However, the tank didn't seem to suffer much damage because it was far enough away.
If you can't beat me, I'll beat you.
Why Could it be that their target is not tanks, but to lead field artillery bombardments, identify targets for them, and then send planes to bomb them?
At this time, the field artillery group began to fight back.
The "Xiongqi Regiment" had thirty field artillery, and they had sixty, twice as many.
"Boom boom boom" Sixty field guns opened fire at once, which was terrifying.
Because it is the darkness before dawn, when field artillery bombards, there will be obvious flames.
Okamura Neiji lost his voice and said: "No, their fighter planes are coming.
Quick, order the field artillery to turn in, turn in."
The staff officer quickly went to give the order.
Sure enough, there was a plane roaring in the direction of Niushou Mountain.
Okamura Neiji shouted: "Order, the field artillery cannot fire and must move quickly.
This is Yue Feng's trick, a trick."
Inukai said forcefully: "Hurry, there's still time, there's still time."
Okamura Neiji said in a dark voice: "Yue Feng, you are really too cunning."
Unfortunately, although Neji Okamura responded correctly, he was still fooled.
Yue Feng ordered Guo Bingkun's artillery battalion to bombard, naturally hoping to induce the opponent's field artillery to fight back.
At this time, Lu Tian led the fighter group to take off.
If the opponent continues to bombard, use aircraft to bomb.
If there is no bombardment, it must be transferred.
Since they have moved, they cannot attack, and there is no need to worry about sneak attacks on the barracks.
The other party has a plane, but it will take at least half an hour to fly over.
By then, it will be over long ago By the way, Yue Feng held up the "Dragon 8" and observed carefully.
When the Japanese field artillery fired, he knew that things would be successful.
When Lu Tian and Lin Youhang led the "Thirteen Taibao" into the sky, the Japanese field artillery went mute.
There is no doubt that the Japanese field artillery began to move.
At this time, you cannot attack them.
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Yue Feng said decisively: "Two hundred and forty flares, launch."
Tang Hanshan said loudly: "The regimental commander ordered, flares, launch, launch" As soon as the order was passed on, one hundred and twenty guards raised their flare pistols at a 45-degree angle and fired into the dark night sky.
“Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so sotracttoball outtatttttt to the ssssssssss) One man and two guns fired two hundred and forty flares at the Japanese barracks at the same time.
At the right angle, the flare bent toward the Japanese barracks, illuminating a large area.
Cheng Junde shouted: "Fat Master, roar!"
The fat man shouted: "For the glory of our ancestors, fire, fire!"
Three hundred brothers put lit explosive packets into oil drums.
The assistants immediately lit the fuse of the primer bag.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang" Three explosive charges jumped into the air and rushed towards the tent of the barracks.
In the barracks, the Japanese were awakened by the sound of field artillery shells, but they were not worried because they were far away.
Never mind it, sleep when you should In the confusion, they felt that there was snow in front of them, and they also heard the sound of "bang bang bang".
Although it was not very loud, it was completely different from the whistling sound of artillery shells.
What scares them most is the snow-white light This is wrong, why is the light so strong?
Treating the night as day In the hazy white light, some of the little devils who rushed out of the tent saw some black things smashing down.
Not a cannonball The shells are so fast that you can't see them If you can see this thing, it's obviously not a cannonball.
It’s not a cannonball, what else are you afraid of?
Suddenly, an old devil shouted in fear: "No, this is the Terror King explosive bag, it's over."
The explosive package of the "Ghost King Cannon" is very large and powerful.
Some ghosts call it the "King of Terror" Three hundred giant explosive packets fell from the sky and fell into the tent.
"Boom boom boom boom boom" In bursts of earth-shattering explosions, the tent was blown to pieces, and groups of Japanese were blown to pieces.
Most of them were sent to hell while half asleep.
What kind of "dream pain" feels so weird that you can go to hell in one go Those outside the tent are even worse, knowing how to die, and are even more afraid: